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You clamber up

And look behind

Their watchful eyes

The helping hands

A hen that's fierce

And painted blue

With red eyes

Wants to swallow you

A dragon dives and soars on tracks

The hands that strap you to its back

You turn around and look behind

Their smiling eyes

Won't help you down

Their tiny hands

Their tiny feet

Such little hearts

To miss a beat

Grotesque dwarves in mirrored rooms

Pulled and taut -- a thousand yous

Staring back through stinging tears

Remembering those funhouse thrills

The paintbox tunes and wild balloons

Their watchful eyes -- you start to swoon

Oh painted vile in lurid hue

The snarling horse that waits for you

Its motor whirrs and colours curl

Inside your head the monsters whirl

Its motor whirrs and colours curl

Inside your head the monsters whirl

In sucked out

Time stood still

Roundabout back

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Time stood still

And you remember it well

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